It’s National Haiku Writing Month (and Black History Month too) so this page is going to be the one I use to collect all the haiku I write this month. As usual I will try to write at least 30.
this low buzz
after a quick smoke
hornet’s nest
wind chimes
the rising melody
of light rain
w w w
in the left of the field
goose tracks
filled mostly
with moonshine
ghost apples
Spring balloon
a line from Sylvia Plath
trails behind
luz di kel lua
riba ponta di anda
tubaron azul
moonlight
at the point of a wave
a blue shark
dripping faucet not just water slipping down the drain
[This is probably the blackest haiku I will ever write—]
May breeze Frankie & Comet & Lysol & Maze
spreading frost
an old man combs his beard
in a store window
bay waters
a black woman brushes
a boy’s hair
stiff breeze
the skateboarder’s back
gets gnarly
old newspaper
moves down the street
kick kick glide
Black History Month
we admire 28 ways
to eat peanuts
February breeze
outside the break room
night time stars
February first
the librarian’s red lips
black liner green eyes
train ride
the grin of the small boy
inside
moving
from rider to rider
the conductor’s smile
mid-February
only the pine barrens
pine
deep winter
a white blanket
is everything
swept up
in a woman’s hairstyle
gold leaf
across the room
filling a woman’s glass
bartender’s smile
cloud moving
across the church roof
a black cat
navel orange
the sea beneath
peeling
geese honking
at the intersection
of sky and pond
still water
where the treetops
meet the sky
National Zoo
under the afternoon sun
a lion’s mane
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